Who Am I...

Me, I'm fine, don't know why but I am. Of anger and frustration, I've never been a fan. Angers no friend of mine.



All that I am, I am. Everything I'm not, well that's just a token of the same, just an opposite hand.



Growing up I never really had a plan, no course of discovery. Now as I wander I wouldn't say I'm aimless, I simply remain open to deviations in my uncharted course.

Relationships are rough, because obstacles make them tough. I'm grateful for all I've endured, gowing up it caused me to do, which I can say for very few.



Here I stand, the man that I am. My life was tough but I grew me up. There's still a lot to learn but for knowledge I yearn.



From 'captain save em', to 'captain no more'. I've done all there was, now just can't take anymore.



Art, sculpture or painting. Drawing, stippling or caligraphy. I do it all, why, because I can do it all. I learnt it all because they taught it all. Knowledge is power.



In the city I have a ball. You know what I wanna do, go to an old fashioned ball. Waltz anyone.



New york is my home. Big apple, city under the sun, blanketed by snow runnin from the sun.



Gods son, or a sun of god. I'm not sure of the terminology, but would like to think it describes me. If, I am really in his image, he's all knowing whilst utterly unsure at the same time.



RG3, the name my parents gave. The name I've grown to love, it describes me. It is me.